Jesse Rice

Jesse Rice - Sad Songs, Cigarettes And Whiskey lyrics

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I'm a sucker for ones that make me cry,

And cut through me like a switchblade knife.

Bring up the pain from deep inside,

With a sound so good it hurts.

And I'm a sucker for a midnight drag,

A long slow dance of smokin ash.

I light em up and I breathe in fast,

And hope they calm my nerves.

And I hold onto that bottle of Jim Beam,

Like he's my only friend.

But when he's gone I think of her,

And I start all over again.

Some say be this way will kill me,

But she already has.

I'm just a ghost among the living,

No soul, just bones and flesh.

Yeah, she used to be my only love,

But now I have three:

Sad songs, cigarettes and whiskey.

I write em down on this old guitar,

As if a pen could mend my broken heart.

I let the minor chords find there mark,

Like a needle to the vein.

And I smoke em by myself these days,

They're bad for your health everybody says.

But after watchin her walk away,

I don't feel anything.

Some say be this way will kill me,

But she already has.

I'm just a ghost among the living,

No soul, just bones and flesh.

Yeah, she used to be my only love,

But now I have three:

Sad songs, cigarettes and whiskey.

And I hold onto that bottle of Jim Beam,

Like he's my only friend.

But when he's gone I think of her,

And I start all over again.

Some say bein this way will kill me,

Son, leave it in the past.

It cant' be too fulfilling,

Always starin at a half empty glass.

Some say bein this way will kill me,

But she already has.

I'm just a ghost among the living,

No soul, just bones and flesh.

Yeah, she used to be my only love,

But now I have three:

Sad songs, cigarettes and whiskey.

Well I'm a sucker for ones that make me cry.

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